Chapter 32

Nico

Being with Lucky last night was enlightening and she didn’t fight me on anything, in fact she was almost polite, accommodating, sweet. Yes, Lucky Gianluca showed a softer side of herself. It took me by surprise and I learnt some things do. She likes the color black, probably why she wears it a lot, she has a thing for dark, brooding older men apparently. Sets me in good positioning wouldn’t you say with my almost jet black hair, my broody grumpy personality not to mention I am ten years older than her. Today, this morning I feel like I am forty years older than her.

Listening to her talk to me about music, bands, live music showed me that we are some years apart. I like the older bands and as for live music, I can’t even recall the last time I went to a live event. Concerts yes, theatres yes, but a live festival, never. Maybe it is something I could organize for her. Why am I thinking this? Aren’t I supposed to be being cruel and mean to her? We do not want to get involved, so te